Auguste Laurant, the sculptor
Who would later be known as "the man with the hands of God"
Vanished in the midst of war and reappeared with the return of peace.
The statue still shrouded in the veil of mystery was his rare masterpiece
And in that angel, an unknown story is hidden...

"To kindle the spark of life in cold, speechless stone,
As the ordinary folk say, would be nothing more than mere vanity.
I simply take things into my hands to allow what exists to exist
And, as if to kiss that warmth, give shape to my thoughts..."

Though he swore never to meet them in his life, on his frequent visits to the monastery
He would listen to the laughing voices of the children through the wall...
"The stone you are now holding in your hand is very fragile
You must never let it go, no matter what should confront you..."

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kare wa hibi hitori de egaita waga ko no kao mo shirazu ni...

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He worked alone day after day, not even knowing the face of our child...